Naveed Akram Poems

Your tree of hounds collapses in your eyes,
Colder to the touch you supervise them as if forgotten.
The rains should cease, they should just stop falling
As their clouds uniformly clip those parts of the land.
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Up in the winds carries a scent,
Fully dangerous for its beautiful smell.
Gods are with us, fully aware
Of the brilliant Sun, for gods bring
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A place is hidden on the map,
May the paper adjust for the better.
You may cry, you may end this matter,
But adventure has resonance of pain
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Young goals massively exist,
Like the wombs of the mothers.
Never in the happy world is darkness
A void, but a night of holy silence.
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We found rest when he was absent,
They were in death, in life with absence.
We curved the living as a luxury
To sustain our feelings and emotions
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Can we believe in our eyes when we see?
Is there a reason to understand for us to be?
Being can act like experience, and thoughts will dither,
Implying safe contracts and wise descriptions.
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Through the light of learning we have certainty
That all which infests our soul is a dramatic illness
When we drink of false imitations
And false dreams.
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Is it a fantasy of the parts of one’s soul?
Then gold is utmost in quality,
Foremost in taste, like a burden on the multitude,
Seasons speak well of those with gold.
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He hides where lie weapons,
The weapon changes from lustre
To agony and the blue blizzard,
A surprise is in store.
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Survival is cruel, as much as heat and wind,
The menace of what is out there is so strange;
My forest is a garden for the animals
But a hell for my soul, a little is too hard.
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